AN 3/17/2017: More editing and grammar fixes!

Harry didn't know what happened after he passed out. He did know he was laying on something that was soft. Softer then anything he had slept on before. Though seeing as he's only slept on a ratty old mattress with only a thin sheet. It would be understandable how anything would be better, but this was beyond better then what he had in his cupboard. Harry was scared to open his eyes and realize the softness of the bed under him wasn't real. The blanket over him was warm and thick and soooo soft. The only thing that made Harry think to open his eyes was the feeling of someone stroking his hair. It felt nice enough that Harry leaned into the touch but he knew neither his aunt or uncle would ever do that .

The realization that had made his eyes snap open came seconds later.

His uncle and aunt and cousin were dead, killed by some horrible white thing. The same thing that was stroking his hair right even as Harry looked at it with only fear. The slender man like thing paid Harry no heed and continued to stroke his hair as if he was still asleep. The Slender Man's movements were slow and gentle as it stroked Harry's hair with a single slender hand. It's fingers long enough to stroke Harry's whole head with them. It seemed to be hunched down quite a lot to be able to touch Harry's head but even then it didn't look any smaller.

Harry didn't know what to do or how to get out of the situation he was now in. Harry didn't have to wait long for something to change. Soon the creature slid it's long hand down against Harry's back. It gently pushed Harry to sit up ignoring how Harry shivered at the feeling of the slender hand on his back. The hand was cold and he could feel it's cold through Dudley's large hand me downs. Harry sat up and the Creature moved within a blink of his frightened green eyes. It's head was right in front of his own staring at him. Harry wasn't sure how he knew the creature was staring seeing as it had no eyes but he could feel that it was.

Harry nearly whimpered in fear when the creature moved it's other hand and touched his forehead. It touched his scar and a loud static sound began all around him scaring him even worse. Making Harry stiffen and then shake in fear, the lights flickered and the creature made a inhuman sound that scared Harry right to his core. He didn't know what was causing the static or why it sounded so loud in his ears. He just wanted to hide and get away from the sound but he was unable, there was no way he could save himself and no one cared enough to save him anyway. Within a blink of his eyes, the lights stopped flickering and the creature had moved back enough to allow Harry to breath and then look around the room. The room he realized he never managed to get a look at until the creature moved away from him.

The room was made of blackened wood, that while it didn't look rotten, was still dark and different. The rest of the room looked old, ancient really. Everything was covered in dust and the lights were just lit candles. It looked like a room out of those horror movies. Dudley loved using those movies to get him hurt by Vernon by claiming he was trying to ruin the movie for Dudley the moment Harry stopped reacting in fear to what Dudley forced him to watch.

Harry looked at the creature and bit his lip. His fear had faded a bit and now he just wondered what the creature wanted with him. Before Harry could do or say anything a giggle sounded out from the shadows of the doorway. Harry saw glowing ruby red eyes from the shadows before a small shadowy see-though.. Angel? The shadowy little angel giggled again and moved into the room holding a plate over it's head. It leaped up onto the bed by flapping it's tiny wings. The plate, as Harry saw now, had sandwiches on it. The little angel set the plate down and jumped off the bed. It nuzzled the slender man before it disappeared into the shadows again.

Harry looked at the plate and then the creature that still stood beside the bed he sat on. Food? Why did they give him that? Harry didn't understand and he wondered if this was some awful plan to fatten him up and then eat him. A snort was heard from the shadows after Harry thought that. "Do you really think we plan to eat you child?" The voice sounded like a hundred voices were speaking all at once all ending in sinister voice. Harry flinched and curled up into a ball as if hiding within himself would protect him from whatever was there. The voices chuckled and the creature moved again after Harry blinked.

The creature stood in front of the bed, it's long slender hand wrapping the thick neck of the second creature. The new creature had so many black eyes all fitting on many faces on it's one head. It was almost the opposite of the slender man creature. It was large and bulky with a backwards sharp fin on it's oddly large back and looked as though it wore some kind of robe. It's whole jaw open making it look like it had as many mouths as it did eyes. The creature gurgled as it's neck was gripped so tight by the other while it's thin hands clawed at the hand holding it's throat. "You know we won't harm the boy, we did not mean to frighten him." The bulky creature managed to wheeze out before the first creature let it's neck go. The second creature's long, yet oddly thin, clawed hands rubbed at it's thick neck as it hid more in the darkness. "We apologize for frightening you child. We meant no real harm."

Harry didn't look any less scared at it but when he blinked again and the slender man was back at his side, stroking his hair. Harry did feel safer even though he knew he shouldn't. "W-who are you?" Harry asked quietly, scared to even talk that loud. The second creature's eyes all moved onto him. Harry shrunk back at the attention. The slender man kept stroking his hair and brought a sandwich to his mouth. Harry looked at the sandwich and him before taking a bite of it. "I am known as The Crawler." Harry crewed the surprisingly good sandwich before swallowing. "And the being feeding you is called Slender Man by your kind."

The sandwich tasted so great and Harry ate some more of it while he listened to the multi voiced creature. The sandwich was sweet and meaty, like it had jelly and chicken in it. "My child can make good human food yes? It so does enjoy making it from the berries and chickens around this place. My child made it just for you little human." The Crawler said and chuckled as Harry nodded before he spoke. "thank you for the food." Harry told the big creature through a mouth filled with food as the Slender Man didn't stop for a second from feeding him more of the sandwich after he saw how much Harry liked it. He didn't know why this Slender man was taking care of him but.. It felt nice and Harry felt safe. Now as Harry looked at the Crawler, the many eyed creature didn't look as scary. Nor did the Slender Man. He was feeding him, letting him eat good fresh food, and it was made just for him.

Harry never had this feeling before. His fear bled away as he ate and as Slender Man stroked his hair. He finally finished one sandwich before he looked at Slender Man. "Are you my dad?" The slender being's hand stopped for a moment mid stroke. Harry never knew his father, and all that the Durley's told him could be a lie and maybe that was why they had called him a freak, because he was a child of a monster. Harry already knew Slender Man didn't speak but he took Slender man's hand moving again as a good sign. Maybe he wasn't his dad but he knew someone cared, even if they weren't human. Harry knew he killed Vernon and Petunia and Dudley but Harry found he didn't care. All his 'family' had done was hurt him, use him and abuse him like he was their personal slave.

Harry knew deep down somehow that the two creatures here didn't want to hurt him. Harry managed to eat two more sandwiches before he grew sleepy. He shifted laying down and tried to hug Slender Man's long arm. Both the creatures were surprised by that but Harry had fallen asleep already by the time his head hit the pillow.

"He.. is.. different.."

"He accepted our darkness so freely, all because you saved him."

"He.. was.. being.. used.. hurt.. for blood.. he doesn't.. know he.. carries.."

"The dark accepts him. He is ours now. No mortal of light or dark shall have him now."

"He is... our child."

At Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

Albus Dumbledore, the greatest of all wizards was currently having a panic attack. His soon to be puppet Harry Potter was missing! Missing and possibly dead! The Durley's were missing and their only possible remains were a puddle of blood on the floor of a muggle camp dining hall. If Albus hadn't had little Harry tuned into his machines he'd be worse then panicked but thank Merlin he did. His machines couldn't tell him where Harry was, which annoyed him greatly, but they did tell him he was still alive. He popped a lemon drop into his mouth and sighed. Everything would be fine. He'd get his pawn back soon enough. As long as Harry was alive, the owls would find him and if Harry was frightened and scared all the better! Albus could play his part better and get the boy under his control even easier.

Albus waved off the worried professor McGonagall who was yet again nagging at him in worry for his little pawn. "Oh don't worry Minerva, little Harry is just fine. He'll be here for his schooling on time I promise you." That didn't stop her but Albus has learned to tune her out by now. Really he wasn't worried even if he lost Potter he had little Neville in case Harry stayed gone, but he did want his main pawn. He took a deep breath and looked at Minerva. "I swear to you Minerva, we'll find him and all will be well." He said playing his gently old grandfather act. It worked even on her and he smiled as she finally accepted his words. "Fine Albus but you better find him. He's all I have left of Lilly and James and I won't lose their son too."